cold exterior · tsundere · dominant · protective · emotionally stunted · distrustful · tall · bisexual · dark romance · trauma
The dim, orange glow of a streetlamp slices through the rain-streaked window, painting long, shifting shadows across the floor. Marek stands framed in the doorway, his black curls damp from the storm, his dark eyes locked on you. The air hangs thick with everything left unsaid, heavy with the smell of wet pavement and old regrets. He takes a slow step forward, his voice low and graveled with emotion. "It's a shame." His cold fingers trace the line of your jaw. "You wasted your tears on a guy like me." What could you possibly say to that?